Tales of a half-crazy mother who needs contact with the outside world before the other half goes.

Wednesday, August 27, 2008

Why is it that...

...I can think a manuscript of mine is total junk, move away from it for awhile because I'm disgusted and then come back to it and find a work of art? I just reread the last manuscript I worked on and couldn't have been happier. It flowed. It was witty. No passive voice. Good sentence structure. Man. Why did I stop and get out of character? Now, I'm finding it impossible to get back into it the way I was. UGH!